What else? The American Presidential Election!

I contend my dad put me up to this.

I was telling him my beautiful metaphor concerning the 1967 movie Guess Who's Coming to Dinner and he said I had to write it down and publish it. He suggested the school newspaper. Right. The school newspaper reports how many baskets were scored at a random game nobody remembers because it is published a month after the fact and is read by 2 percent of the population. Besides, how many high schoolers besides me would appreciate this? Especially at my school, honestly.

After I shot down that idea, my dad pointed out I could publish it myself online. As a dutiful member of my generation (whatever they're calling us this week) I am much more comfortable with the technically anonymous but available to theoretically anybody internet than most other forms of communication.

But honestly, my dad has strange ideas about what I should do. The school newspaper is solely a product of the journalism class.

Anyway, here goes:
Joanna, the daughter, is America. Her mother is the Democratic Party. Her fiance is Barack Obama, and her mother's employee, Hilary (one l) is Hillary Clinton. Longtime relationship with Hillary is broken in favor of newcomer Obama.
Of course, after Tuesday's elections, we shall see.

It's lame.